The ash diminished, and what stood before Simon was the striking, beautiful entity. It seemed to be attempting to lift its head, but with every tilt, it would crumble back down.
It resembled a flower trying its hardest to bloom and flourish within society, yet failed miserably. The feeble attempts swiftly turned into blurring images.
Like someone in a time-lapse, it searched for a way to face them fully. The buildings around them lifted into the air, becoming a part of the spiral ashes above them.
The scene felt fear-inducing, yet classical at the same time. I would say that this entity was trying to find itself very slowly, relearning what it truly was.
After all, entities and humans are very similar. No matter the different traits or appearances we have, we are the only conscious beings that can determine our own actions.
Resembling the golden vortex within the sky, this spiral of debris began to shoot out in all directions, with the biggest pieces flying towards the four.
